Brief Bright Light I saw a bright light, late at night. I never saw it again, it was brief and not important. But to me...it meant the world. I was awake on the cobblestone alley, laying there thinking. I didn't think much, but when I did it was always bad. I always used to think of life, if it had meaning. I prayed to a God, but he never answered. I guess that is sad, but I never thought so. I felt it was reassuring, that I never had someone else to blame but myself. I stood up from the cobblestone and searched for food again. It was morning, but it was raining and nothing but grey covered the world I was in. The lanterns in the streets that ran on gas were on, it didn't help much. The color of everything was still sucked out of them, nothing remained but cold grey. Everybody had a routine here. Some would travel through the cobblestone streets on horses, delivering or going to work. Ladies would go to groceries stores and buy food for
Seven Swords, Held By Mortal ManSeven swords, held by mortal manSeven swords, changing fate when in handSeven swords, never dyingSeven swords, all are legendarySix of them are powerfulSix of them change fateOne of them hidesOnly tempted when worthyTwo of eastTwo of westTwo of unordinary questsOne of powerOne of strengthOne that decides all of man's fateAll seven swords create legendsAll seven swords forged by HeavensNot all are holyNot all are sacredAll together make HimAnd can only be wielded by Him
Willow CoffinsWillow breathing slowly at night.The moon reflected off me. So bright,Revealing little in the dark. My sight,Is limited to flickering lights.So slow is the wind around theeHow cautious is the glee of me,As I stare at the haunted tree.Not cold, but a soul not free.So why do we, you and I,Choose to live a lie.Living to trick the eye.Trick it to say a good bye.And this makes us blind...Now we can not find,The binds that shatter our kind,And trap us in hollowed out trees.The willow tree is where you'll find me.
Burst of SoulFire rushed through meShivers ran in my spineNever before has this been feltWith these closed eyesFight destiny till you collapseRush towards fate and accept chanceDon't give up till it's overNever lose your wayRuit per eam igni,Et frigidis, et defluentesNec percepiCum clausis oculisCerta fasNimis quidem fataNon auferetur de teNumquam iter
S.Y.S.T.E.M. -Prologue- Boot Sequence Alarms started to sound through out the area, people were running inside the underground bunker as fast as they could. Chester stayed outside to make sure everyone got in. Everyone else was in a panicked frenzy as the nukes flew through the air, while Chester had his hands behind his back. Allison, his colleague, came to him with a hood drawn over her head and looking down through the sands that bellowed. "Chester! We need to get out of dodge now! This is not a drill!" She cried out to him on her approach. "I know it's not." Chester answered as he looked up at the sky and saw many lines of smoke. It was like watching every airplane in the world fly off at once, every missile left a trail of white smoke. "Don't you think there is an odd beauty to it all? Mankind will soon end, and there is not much of anything we could do." Chester said while looking up at the sky. Sand started blowing past his glasses and he looked down to Allison. "Mankind will not en
Thief of SightYou stole the souls of my father's timeYou ate the fruits from my mother's natureYour greed knows no bounds or limitsYour pride is stealing all the happinessNothing you do can end thisNot even your low guttural growl at nightYou're the one that stole life's delight
Brain's StormMind is roamingEverlastingAll is knowingSound is nappingFinding truthIs not easyLies are boldAlways stealingFix beliefsNot the factsFind your reasonAnd collapse
Fantasy's SighDreams send us a flutterNever once should we careEven nightmares lead thrillsTo those who don't dareSometimes we fearOf waking up at lastNot wanting to leaveThe land in mind's pastEventually thoughWe have to get upTo walk forward fasterMaking that rut